Heidi G karlsson

Last week was hard. I wanted to quit.  Quit what, I’m not totally sure. Maybe quit trying. Know when you’re trying to eat healthy but you accidentally eat this amazing chocolate chip cookie that was taunting you? And then you think.. this is stupid. I just failed. I should eat the rest!!?! Know when you’re so out of shape that you’re too embarrassed to go to the Running Room and join the walk/run group? You want to get in better shape before you go.. so you stay home and do... nothing?? Know when you have handled the kids so badly and you can’t think your way through and it seems like the only thing left to do is scream and throw things?  That’s what last week felt like. Crummy and out of control.  In the middle of my week, I heard a story about someone else who thought about quitting. Someone with a tough past, who had overcome more than I can imagine facing in a lifetime.. they had actually come out of a crazy dark storm and were dancing in li...

Yesterday was our 7 year wedding anniversary. Well, we thought it was today but we were mistaken about the date. I was probably the one who “looked” on the calendar and said, “yep, it’s on Tuesday!” . . . or maybe we didn’t look on the calendar. Maybe we were too tired to look and just agreed which day was the 6th without looking. Either way, it happened.  Seven years ago, I married a man and 2 little boys. I remember the day he said to me, “I give you these 2 boys. You are their mom. They are not my boys anymore. They are our boys.”    At least 6 years before that a friend prayed for me. It was supposed to be just a quick bless you, love you, see you soon, miss you. I thought. Then she said, “I see a man and some children and I hear God say that family is coming to you.” I didn’t think much of it and we said goodbye.  But then my mind kicked in. A man with children? A divorced man? A man whose wife passed away? Second wife? I’m going to be a SECOND WIFE...